Chapter 5
Severus sat in his office with a pen and paper, pondering how he could put his feelings down into a sonnet. First, he needed to figure out what a sonnet was. He conjured up a dictionary and opened it to "Sonnet." "Sonnet" he read aloud. "A work in seven lines of iambic pentameter." "What the hell is iambic pentameter?" He looked up iambic. "A verse of iambic feet." He read aloud. That did not help. He looked up iamb. "A metrical foot of two syllables." He read. "The print must be really big if it takes up two metric feet." He thought. He then looked up pentameter. "A verse of five metrical feet." He read. "So iambic pentameter is a line of five two syllable words that are five feet." He made a confused face. "I won't be able to write this and carry it all the way to her. It will be much to large for the hallways."
Meanwhile, Gilderoy Lockhart was very certain that Andromeda Stone was head over heels in love with him. He decided, just to spare her the embarrassment of having to ask out such a handsome, wonderful, intelligent man as him, he would do it for her. He approached her during lunch in the Great Hall. "Afternoon, Andromeda." He said, sitting next to her at the staff table. "Hello, Gilderoy." Andromeda said, trying to be polite. "Is there anything you want to say to me?" Gilderoy asked, smug as can be. "You have your elbow in my mashed potatoes." Andromeda pointed out, and Gilderoy hurriedly picked up his elbow. Poor girl's in denial. Gilderoy thought to himself. "Perhaps you would like to come to dinner with my tonight?" Gilderoy asked as Andromeda moved her plate away from him to avoid another encounter with her potatoes. "Actually," Andromeda said, thinking of an excuse to get out of an evening with Gilderoy without hurting his feelings. "I think I'm coming down with a flu." "Perhaps tomorrow then." Gilderoy said, flashing a smile and getting up from the table. Andromeda let out a sigh. This job truly was cursed.
Minerva McGonagal came into the staff room early the next morning to retrieve some papers she had left there the night before. She was about to leave the room when she noticed a lump on the staff room couch. "Andromeda?" she said, realizing that Andromeda Stone was fast asleep on the couch. Andromeda woke with a start. "Hi, Minerva." She said groggily. "What are you doing here?" "I should be asking you the same question." Minerva replied. "It's an interesting story." Andromeda said. "First, Severus shows up at my door with a poem that must have been five feet wide, then Gilderoy was under my bedroom window singing songs out of tune all night." "Poor girl." Minerva said, somewhat amused. "I have no idea what's gotten into them." Andromeda said. "I'm not beautiful, I'm not astoundingly interesting and I'm a klutz." "Well," Minerva said, "Gilderoy and Severus aren't exactly your average person."
Hi, all. Sorry the chapters aren't longer, but I just have no time. The next chapter should be along shortly, however.
Next chapter- Andromeda meets Remus Lupin.
Severus sat in his office with a pen and paper, pondering how he could put his feelings down into a sonnet. First, he needed to figure out what a sonnet was. He conjured up a dictionary and opened it to "Sonnet." "Sonnet" he read aloud. "A work in seven lines of iambic pentameter." "What the hell is iambic pentameter?" He looked up iambic. "A verse of iambic feet." He read aloud. That did not help. He looked up iamb. "A metrical foot of two syllables." He read. "The print must be really big if it takes up two metric feet." He thought. He then looked up pentameter. "A verse of five metrical feet." He read. "So iambic pentameter is a line of five two syllable words that are five feet." He made a confused face. "I won't be able to write this and carry it all the way to her. It will be much to large for the hallways."
Meanwhile, Gilderoy Lockhart was very certain that Andromeda Stone was head over heels in love with him. He decided, just to spare her the embarrassment of having to ask out such a handsome, wonderful, intelligent man as him, he would do it for her. He approached her during lunch in the Great Hall. "Afternoon, Andromeda." He said, sitting next to her at the staff table. "Hello, Gilderoy." Andromeda said, trying to be polite. "Is there anything you want to say to me?" Gilderoy asked, smug as can be. "You have your elbow in my mashed potatoes." Andromeda pointed out, and Gilderoy hurriedly picked up his elbow. Poor girl's in denial. Gilderoy thought to himself. "Perhaps you would like to come to dinner with my tonight?" Gilderoy asked as Andromeda moved her plate away from him to avoid another encounter with her potatoes. "Actually," Andromeda said, thinking of an excuse to get out of an evening with Gilderoy without hurting his feelings. "I think I'm coming down with a flu." "Perhaps tomorrow then." Gilderoy said, flashing a smile and getting up from the table. Andromeda let out a sigh. This job truly was cursed.
Minerva McGonagal came into the staff room early the next morning to retrieve some papers she had left there the night before. She was about to leave the room when she noticed a lump on the staff room couch. "Andromeda?" she said, realizing that Andromeda Stone was fast asleep on the couch. Andromeda woke with a start. "Hi, Minerva." She said groggily. "What are you doing here?" "I should be asking you the same question." Minerva replied. "It's an interesting story." Andromeda said. "First, Severus shows up at my door with a poem that must have been five feet wide, then Gilderoy was under my bedroom window singing songs out of tune all night." "Poor girl." Minerva said, somewhat amused. "I have no idea what's gotten into them." Andromeda said. "I'm not beautiful, I'm not astoundingly interesting and I'm a klutz." "Well," Minerva said, "Gilderoy and Severus aren't exactly your average person."
Hi, all. Sorry the chapters aren't longer, but I just have no time. The next chapter should be along shortly, however.
Next chapter- Andromeda meets Remus Lupin.